Confession is Good For the Soul

Well, they say that confession is good for the soul - so I'll share a very "blond" moment that I had recently. Two weeks ago, we had a lovely afternoon up in Mt. Dora exploring the small touristy shops and upon arrival at home, Karis told me to leave the van in the driveway because he had stuff on the garage floor where the van is to be parked. Later that day, I headed out to do some errands, and as the garage door lifted, I thought to myself "Amy, be very careful backing the car out of the garage because the van is in the driveway and it is going to be a tight fit." I then settled into the car, and immediately let habit take over where I carefully looked left to be sure that my side-view mirror didn't hit the garage door on the way out. You guessed it....I ran into the mini-van! Luckily I "only" scrapped the side of the two vehicles, but that "baby dent" (as one repair person called it) is going to cost us a LOT of money to get fixed on both vehicles (how can baby dents cost so much to fix??? Perhaps being an auto-body repairman is the way to go for a career!). Anyway, needless to say I felt quite stupid over the whole experience - only to feel worse when my husband was as calm as could be as I confessed the whole ordeal. It was like heaping hot coals on my head, because I knew that I would not be so calm if the shoe was on his foot! Well, hopefully two important lessons learned - look RIGHT when backing the car out of the driveway when the van is there, and lesson #2 - be CALM next time your husband does something a little "blond." I've posted pictures of both vehicles below - not yet fixed....

The van's dent is right below the striping on the side (approximately half way down the door panel)

Happy Valentine's Day!

We had a quiet week with Grandma Connie returning to Seattle - Zachary got back into the swing of things at the sitters. It was fun to have Valentine's Day this week, so we found a cute little shirt for Zachary - the "Lovasarus" -perhaps that should be our new nickname for him....It kind of fits all situations - ones where he is being well-behaved and a "love" and others where he is acting like a little dinosaur! :)In other news, we are busily getting ready for Baby Z #2. It is hard to believe, but we only have 12 more weeks to go. I've had a request for "belly pictures" but unfortunately I have been lax this pregnancy (so thanks for the reminder) and don't have many. But, I will try and post some periodically from now on, with perhaps a progression of the pictures at the end! I wore "normal" clothes until the first of January, so when I switched over to maternity clothes, a lot of people at work were surprised that I was expecting. As you can see, I've done a lot of expanding since then! :) I'm gaining more weight this pregnancy, so I can tell that I am going to have some "get back into shape" work cut out for me after I have the baby!

Grandma Connie's Visit

This has been a fun week with the arrival of Grandma Connie last weekend. We started off by watching the SuperBowl, and the commercials!, only to be surprised by who won! Zachary has had a fabulous time playing with Grandma Connie, and we were VERY thankful for her visit when both Karis and I came down with Zachary's flu from last weekend. Luckily it was short-lived. Zachary and Grandma Connie have gone on many walks, have played "horsey," "chase Grandma," introduced Grandma to "Monkey Joe's Playhouse," and read many books and played with many toys - it'll be sad when she leaves this Tuesday!

Inside the wonderful world of Monkey Joe's!

Playing "horsey"

On an unrelated note - Zachary has finally decided that mandarin oranges are perhaps delicious after all!

The Highs & The Lows

We didn't have much happen this week - although we are looking to next week (beginning Sunday evening) when Grandma Connie comes to visit! Zachary started off the week doing one of his favorite activities - sliding, so I've included some recent pictures. I can't believe how big he's gotten!

The week ended on a bit of a low note when Zachary caught a stomach virus and spent Friday throwing up and battling a fever of 103 degrees. Not fun for anyone in the household - but he seems to be on the mend today (slowly) although his appetite is definitely not back. We're all just praying now that we don't get it as well! :)